When Abbey and I officially make it back to our separate homes, it was well past eleven at night. An additional half-hour later, from dropping Abbey home, I finally pull up in Eric's driveway. As I step out of my car, I quickly glance at the house noticing all of the lights are out. Specifically, all but one. To the low-right of the house, which faces my left, I speculate a blur of flashing white lights coming from where I know the living room is. A tiny grin dance on my lips as I picture Eric binge-watching Netflix; or passed out on the couch with a bottle in one hand and a TV remote in the other. Walking up to the front door, I whip out my keys from my pocket, about r
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